Bones (2005–2017): Season 2, Episode 18 - The Killer in the Concrete - full transcript

Booth's investigation into a presumed dead hit man turns quite dangerous, and Brennan ends up turning to an unlikely source for help.

[Booth] SO, YOU EVER BEEN
HERE BEFORE? [Brennan] NO.

NO, I DON'T MEAN HERE
HERE. I MEAN BALTIMORE.

YEAH, I'VE GIVEN SEVERAL LECTURES
TO THE BALTIMORE HOMICIDE DIVISION.

[Groans] GOD. WHAT'S
WRONG WITH YOUR MOUTH?

I GOT A TOOTH SITUATION.
WELL, GO TO A DENTIST.

I-I WILL, IF IT DOESN'T
GET ANY BETTER. OW. MAN.

- ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DENTIST?
- I'M NOT AFRAID OF THE...
- WELCOME TO BALTIMORE.

THIS IS A FEDERAL FLOOD ABATEMENT
PROJECT, WHICH IS WHY WE CALLED YOU.

K-9 UNIT WAS USIN' IT FOR AN EXERCISE, AND
ONE OF THE CADAVER DOGS WENT BERSERK.

- WE DUG UP THE CEMENT...
- [Brennan] NO, THAT'S CONCRETE.

CEMENT IS AN
INGREDIENT IN CONCRETE.



YEAH, THAT'S A REAL IMPORTANT
DISTINCTION TO MAKE AT THIS JUNCTURE.

SO, WHAT DO WE GOT,
BONES, HUH? DO YOUR THING.

NOTHING. NOTHIN'. NOTHIN'?

NO, I CAN'T SEE ENOUGH OF
THE SKULL, THE TIBIA, THE PUBIS...

NOTHING. NOTHING? WAIT A
SECOND. NOTHING... SORRY.

NOW WE DROVE ALL THE WAY HERE
SO YOU COULD JUST TELL ME, "NOTHING"?

ALL RIGHT, SO WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO
DO? UH, GET THE WHOLE SLAB OF CEMENT...

CONCRETE. CONCRETE. WHATEVER...
SHIPPED BACK TO THE JEFFERSONIAN?

YES. YES.

- SEX?
- THE MANDIBLE
SUGGESTS MALE,

AND THE TIBIA SUGGESTS HE WAS
BETWEEN 5'6" AND SIX FEET TALL.

WAFFLE-SOLED TRAINING
SHOES AND A TRACKSUIT.

YOU KNOW WHO WEARS
TRACKSUITS? ATHLETES?

NO. HUGE TUBS OF LARD OR RETIRED
PEOPLE. [Chuckles] AND RAP STARS.



THE TEETH SUGGEST EARLY
MIDDLE AGE. SO, NOT A RETIREE.

UH, CALCIFIED HOLES WITH RADIAL FRACTURES
IN THE LEFT CLAVICLE AND SCAPULA...

ARE CONSISTENT WITH
BALLISTIC DAMAGE.

- HE WAS SHOT TO DEATH?
- AND STABBED, BUT NEITHER
KILLED HIM. THE WOUNDS HEALED.

SHOT, STABBED, BUT LIVED TO
DIE ANOTHER DAY? RAP STAR.

THERE'S A SMALL HOLE IN
THE BACK OF THE CRANIUM.

DIG THE SKULL OUT FIRST TO
ESTABLISH CAUSE OF DEATH,

THEN GIVE ANGELA SOMETHING
TO WORK WITH TO I.D. THE GUY.

WHERE IS ANGELA?

I'M REALLY NOT GOOD AT THIS
KIND OF THING, YOU KNOW? I DON'T...

[Sighs] I DON'T GET
THE SIGNIFICANCE.

ONE YEAR AGO... TODAY,
YOU BURIED YOUR MOTHER.

YOU LAID HER TO REST... HERE.

YOU'RE MARKING THE ANNIVERSARY.

[Sighs] ANGELA, I...

SIMPLY DON'T BELIEVE MY MOTHER
RETAINED SENTIENCE BEYOND DEATH.

WELL, PART OF YOU IS MADE UP OF YOUR
MOTHER, RIGHT? IN A MANNER OF SPEAKING.

SO HONOR THAT PART OF YOURSELF.

VISUALIZE A MEMORY OF
HER. SEE WHAT IT BRINGS UP.

I HAVE VERY FEW DISTINCT
MEMORIES OF MY MOTHER.

I'LL WAIT IN THE CAR.

[Exhales]

HIYA, HONEY.

I WAS HOPIN' YOU MIGHT SHOW UP.

[Beeping] I DON'T...

I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU.

YOU'RE STANDING HERE IN
FRONT OF YOUR MOTHER'S GRAVE.

OBVIOUSLY YOU'VE COME
FOR SOME KIND OF ANSWER.

MAYBE I CAN PROVIDE 'EM.

YOU'RE A KILLER.
YOU BURN PEOPLE.

YEAH. I'D LIKE TO REPORT A
SIGHTING OF MAX KEENAN...

AT ETERNAL SPRING
MEMORIAL GARDENS.

HE'S A WANTED FUGITIVE.
[Quietly] I LOVE YOU.

YES, I'M SURE.

BECAUSE HE'S MY FATHER.

DID YOU TALK TO YOUR DAD AT ALL BEFORE
YOU CALLED THE COPS? NO. WHY WOULD I?

WELL, I HAVEN'T SEEN MY
DAD IN A LONG TIME, AND...

IF I HAD THE OPPORTUNITY
TO TALK... OW. GOD.

GO TO A DENTIST. WELL, I WILL
IF IT DOESN'T GET ANY BETTER.

[Zack] BASED ON DECOMPOSITION
OF THE TRACKSUIT,

HODGINS IS ESTIMATING A
POSTMORTEM INTERVAL OF TWO YEARS.

- BASED ON BONE DETERIORATION,
I LIKE THREE YEARS.
- WELL, WHAT KILLED HIM?

THE VICTIM WAS DEAD SHORTLY AFTER
THIS HOLE WAS PUNCHED INTO HIS SKULL.

HMM. TOO SMALL FOR A PROJECTILE.

- NO RADIATING STRESS LINES.
- A SLOW ENTRY. A PIERCING WOUND.

LIKE A... A SCREWDRIVER?
NAIL GUN? ICE PICK?

- YEAH, SOMETHING
ALONG THOSE LINES.
- [Beeping]

COLD STEEL IN THE BRAIN... WOULD THAT
KILL HIM? DEPENDING HOW FAR IT PENETRATED.

YEAH, IT'S BOOTH. I NEED,
UM, ALL MURDERS IN WHICH...

A PENETRATING WOUND TO
THE BACK OF THE HEAD FIGURED.

GREAT. THANKS. [Beeps, Closes]

[Max] DON'T FREAK OUT. OH!

YOU BROKE INTO MY HOUSE?
THAT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE.

- THIS, UH, LITTLE DEVICE HERE...
- [Phone Beeping]

- IT JAMS CELL PHONE
FREQUENCIES.
- [Static]

- THAT IS ILLEGAL.
- UNFORTUNATELY, ILLEGAL
IS WHAT I DO BEST.

I'M NOT STAYING. I JUST WANT
YOU TO DO SOMETHING FOR ME.

- I WANT YOU TO TAKE A LOOK
AT MY RAP SHEET.
- WHY?

WHY? BECAUSE I WANT A
CHANCE TO TALK TO YOU...

ACTUALLY TALK TO YOU... WITHOUT
YOU CALLING IN THE 82nd AIRBORNE.

HOW IS READING YOUR POLICE
RECORD GOING TO CHANGE MY MIND?

[Door Closes] JUST DO IT.

I THINK OUR VICTIM
WAS KILLED BY ICE PICK.

ANGELA DID A FACIAL
RECONSTRUCTION OF CEMENT HEAD.

"CONCRETE HEAD," YOU MEAN. NO,
"CEMENT HEAD." IT'S GOT A NICER RING.

SO I RAN IT THROUGH
INTERPLUS, AND I GOT A MATCH.

"WILLIAM RAYMOND 'BILLY
RAY' McKENNA, WEST VIRGINIA.

"ASSAULT, MANSLAUGHTER,
KIDNAPPING,

TORTURE"... THIS HERE?

THIS HERE IS, UH, HUGH KENNEDY.

- UH, I THINK HE KILLED
CEMENT HEAD.
- WHY?

WELL, WEST VIRGINIA, LIKES TO
USE AN ICE PICK ON HIS VICTIMS,

PLUS ICE PICK AND CEMENT
HEAD WERE BOTH EMPLOYED...

BY A REGIONAL CRIME
BOSS FROM WEST VIRGINIA...

NAMED GALLAGHER.

- WELL, WHAT ARE WE GONNA
CALL HIM?
- "GALLAGHER."

WHAT, HE RUNS MOST OF THE,
UH, PROSTITUTES, STRIPPERS,

GAMBLING, BOOTLEGGING, METH,
EXTORTION IN WEST VIRGINIA.

FIVE YEARS AGO, THE WEST
VIRGINIA STATE POLICE...

BEGAN PRESSURING GALLAGHER'S CRIMINAL
OPERATION, MAKING A LOT OF ARRESTS.

INCLUDING ICE PICK AND CEMENT
HEAD. CEMENT HEAD GOES TO JAIL.

- ICE PICK? OUT ON BAIL, BABE.
- YOU SAY THAT LIKE
IT MEANS SOMETHING.

I TALKED TO THE OFFICER IN CHARGE, AND HE
SAID THAT ICE PICK WOULDN'T SAY ANYTHING,

SO THEY PUNISHED HIM
BY LETTIN' HIM OUT ON BAIL.

- HOW IS BAIL PUNISHMENT?
- 'CAUSE IT MAKES GALLAGHER
THINK...

THAT ICE PICK
COOPERATED WITH THE COPS.

AH, IT'S CRIMINAL PSYCHOLOGY,
BONES, YOU KNOW?

YOU WOULDN'T GET IT. JUST... READ.
JUST CONTINUE READING THERE, WILL YA?

HALF-A-MILLION-DOLLAR
BOND. KENNEDY JUMPED BAIL.

HMM. KILLED IN A CAR ACCIDENT WHILE
FLEEING A "BAIL FUGITIVE RECOVERY AGENT."

- BOUNTY HUNTER.
- CAR BURNED THE REMAINS
TO ASHES.

ALL THEY GOT WAS A SEVERED LEG.
THEY DIDN'T ACTUALLY GET ICE PICK'S BODY.

SO, WE GONNA TALK
TO THE BOUNTY HUNTER?

NO, I AM. YOU'RE GONNA MAKE SURE THAT THAT
SEVERED LEG ACTUALLY BELONGED TO ICE PICK.

- SOMEONE KEPT THE LEG?
- THE SEVERED LEG
WAS FROZEN AS EVIDENCE.

SO... YOU THINK ICE PICK
MIGHT STILL BE ALIVE.

AS A FRIEND OF MINE LIKES TO
SAY, "DON'T JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS...

UNTIL ALL THE EVIDENCE IS IN."

BUT IF THE FACTS ARE IN, THEN IT'S NOT
JUMPING TO CONCLUSIONS. SO I NEVER SAID THAT.

I NEVER SAID THAT THE
FRIEND IS YOU, OKAY?

[Strains]

DOES IT HAVE TO BE COMPLETELY
THAWED FOR YOU TO EXAMINE?

NO. MY INTEREST LIES
ONLY IN THE FEMUR.

I NEED TO GET SOME
TISSUE FOR D.N.A. TESTING.

[People Chattering]
[Cash Register Rings]

MMM.

I'M THE BOUNTY HUNTER YOU
WANT TO TALK TO... VELESKA MILLER.

YOU WANNA KNOW
ABOUT KENNEDY'S LEG?

ANYTHING YOU WANNA TELL ME OUTSIDE
THE OFFICIAL REPORT, THAT'S GREAT.

SURE... HOW IT SMELLED, HIS
BODY COOKING OVER THE FIRE.

OTHERWISE, I STAND
BY THE RECORD.

HOW'D YOU FIND HIM?

TIP FROM SOMEONE I KNOW WHO
PROVIDES DOCUMENTS TO FUGITIVES.

TAILED HIM. HE MADE
ME, TOOK OFF. BOOM.

FOUND HIS LEG ABOUT 30
YARDS FROM THE VEHICLE.

AND YOU SAW HIM BURN?

YEAH. WHY?

[Sighs] THAT'S IT?

THAT'S IT.

I'M A LITTLE DISAPPOINTED.

I WAS HOPING YOU'D KEEP ME HERE A WHILE,
ASK ME SOME DUMB-ASS FEDERAL QUESTIONS,

CHECK ME OUT.

HOW'S ABOUT I BUY YOU
A NICE BREAKFAST THEN?

[Cash Register Rings]

A GUY LIKE YOU MUST BE
GOING CRAZY IN THE F.B.I.

WHAT KIND OF GUY
IS THAT EXACTLY?

[Chuckles] I'M A BOUNTY HUNTER,
SPORT. I READ PEOPLE FAST OR I DIE.

YOU ARE NOT STANDARD
GOVERNMENT-ISSUE.

TAKE A WALK ON THE WILD SIDE.

I HAVE MORE FUN, FEWER
RULES AND A LOTTA MONEY.

- YOU KNOW, YOU MAKE
A COMPELLING CASE.
- [Cell Phone Ringing]

[Beeps] BOOTH.

CORONER'S REPORT SAID KENNEDY'S
LEG WAS SEVERED IN THE CAR ACCIDENT.

WE DON'T CALL HIM "KENNEDY."
WE CALL HIM "ICE PICK."

HOLD ON FOR ONE SECOND. SORRY.

YEAH... AH. LISTEN, I GOT
THE, UH, BOUNTY HUNTER HERE.

SHE WAS AN EYEWITNESS TO
THE CRASH, SAW HIM INCINERATED.

TELL BOOTH THAT ICE PICK'S FEMUR
IS SLICED CLEANLY AT 90 DEGREES.

I CAN HEAR YOU, BONES,
OKAY? IT'S A SPEAKERPHONE.

LOOK, AMPUTATION LIKE THAT COULD
HAPPEN IN A BAD WRECK. RIGHT, CAM?

[Saroyan] YES. [Brennan]
WELL, THERE ARE KERF MARKS.

[Saroyan] SHE'S SEEING EVIDENCE OF A
SAW, BOOTH. I KNOW WHAT KERF MARKS ARE.

BOOTH SHOULD ARREST
THE BOUNTY HUNTER.

I CAN HEAR YOU, BONES. WHAT
AM I GONNA ARREST HER FOR, HUH?

FOR LYING. FOR PERJURY.
FOR AIDING IN A COVER-UP.

[Saroyan] IF SHE'S THERE
WITH YOU, JUST DETAIN HER.

- [Honks Horn]
- OKAY.

I'LL LET YOU KNOW
HOW THAT WORKS OUT.

HEY, HUH? LOOK AT THAT,
HUH? D.N.A. IS A MATCH.

WEST VIRGINIA STATE TROOPERS GOT
A D.N.A. SAMPLE AT ICE PICK'S ARREST.

THIS IS DEFINITELY HIS
LEG. WAS SHE PRETTY?

ICE PICK IS A MALE.

I MEAN, THE BOUNTY HUNTER
WHO GAVE BOOTH THE SLIP.

- YOU KNOW, SHE DIDN'T GET AWAY
'CAUSE SHE WAS PRETTY.
- SHE WAS A SHE?

- NO, SHE WAS A... OH, GOD.
- WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOUR MOUTH?

I'M GUESSING THE ANTERIOR
MOLAR ON THE LEFT SIDE IS INFECTED.

THE LEG WAS
SURGICALLY AMPUTATED.

- GO TO A DENTIST.
- HE'S AFRAID OF THE DENTIST.

THESE KERF MARKS ARE CONSISTENT WITH A TYPE
OF WIRE SAW USED TO REMOVE HORNS FROM HEIFERS.

AH, SO ICE PICK AND HIS BOUNTY
HUNTER SET UP A CAR ACCIDENT...

WITH A DUMMY VICTIM SO
EVERYONE STOPS LOOKIN' FOR HIM.

TWO YEARS LATER, HE
KILLS CONC... CEMENT HEAD.

SHE HOODWINKED YOU
'CAUSE SHE WAS HOT.

LOOK, YOU KNOW WHAT? SHE WASN'T
HOT. IN FACT, SHE LOOKED LIKE A MAN.

THE AMPUTATION WAS PROBABLY
PERFORMED BY A LIVESTOCK VETERINARIAN.

- HEY, BONES, I GOT THAT OTHER
THING YOU WANT TO DISCUSS.
- OH. LET'S...

GO TO MY OFFICE SO...
WE DON'T DISTURB CAM.

BOOTH... LIVESTOCK AMPUTATION? THAT IS ONE
TOUGH, DETERMINED OLD CRIMINAL. BE CAREFUL.

YOU KNOW, I WAS GOIN' THROUGH
YOUR FATHER'S CRIM... [Brennan] SHH!

[Quietly] CRIMINAL RECORD, AND
HE WAS RIGHT ABOUT ONE THING.

HE NEVER ENDED ANYONE'S LIFE WHO DIDN'T
HAVE IT COMIN' TO 'EM. HE'S A SOCIOPATH.

WELL, MAYBE, BUT AT LEAST HE
AIMED IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION.

OW! GOD! LET ME TAKE
A LOOK AT YOUR TOOTH.

ALL RIGHT. JUST... GO
EASY. YOU PROMISE?

OKAY. ALL RIGHT?

OPEN UP. [Mumbling]

WHAT? IN THE OLD WEST, HE WOULD
HAVE BEEN CONSIDERED A HERO.

YEAH, WELL, THE OLD WEST
WAS A TIME OF CHAOS... OW!

UH! AND VIOLENCE THAT,
ANTHROPOLOGICALLY SPEAKING,

OUR COUNTRY IS STILL TRYING
TO RECOVER FROM. [Groaning]

YEAH. I WAS RIGHT. ANTERIOR MOLAR
ON THE LEFT SIDE... IT'S INFECTED.

YOUR FATHER NEVER KILLED ANY HARDWORKIN',
TAX-PAYING CITIZENS OR HONEST COPS.

- OW.
- YOU STILL THINK THAT
SOCIETY SHOULD FORGIVE HIM?

I'M SAYING, IF I HAVE AN
OPPORTUNITY TO ARREST HIM, I WILL.

BUT YOU KNOW WHO
MAYBE SHOULD FORGIVE HIM?

- HIS DAUGHTER.
- [Cell Phone Beeping]

OH. LOOK AT THAT. OUR
SMALL-TOWN CRIME BOSS IS HERE.

LET'S GO HAVE A LITTLE
CHAT WITH HIM, SHALL WE?

BILLY RAY McKENNA SHORTLY
BEFORE HE BECAME "CEMENT HEAD."

I LIKE NICKNAMES. THEY'RE UNIVERSAL
MNEMONIC DEVICES. WHY ARE WE DOING THIS?

DON'T WE KNOW THAT CAUSE OF DEATH
WAS BRAIN SCRAMBLING DUE TO AN ICE PICK?

THE TECHNICAL TERM IS "PITHING."

AND IT'S NOT HOW HE DIED.

IT ENTERED THE
MEDULLARY PYRAMIDS,

AND BEVELLING ON THE
ENTRY SITE SUGGESTS IT WAS...

I DON'T BELIEVE THERE'S AN ENGLISH
WORD THAT ADEQUATELY DESCRIBES...

"WIGGLING." UP AND
DOWN IS "WIGGLING." OKAY...

WIGGLED, THUS PARALYZING THE VICTIM
AND CAUSING SOME DIFFICULTY BREATHING.

BUT HE WOULD LIVE FOR UPWARDS
OF SEVERAL HOURS. SMART.

VERY LITTLE BLOOD SPILLED.
HOW DID THE VICTIM DIE?

UGH, THIS IS THE BAD PART.

IT APPEARS THAT THE CONCRETE WAS
POURED OVER HIM WHILE HE WAS STILL ALIVE.

OH, GOD.

THESE CHUNKS OF CONCRETE
ARE IN THE SHAPE OF...

A SINUS CAVITY,

BRONCHIAL TUBES...

PLUS A KIND OF A HOLLOW
AROUND THE MIDDLE FINGER.

YOU SAID HE WAS PARALYZED.

WELL, IF THE ICE PICK WAS
INSERTED AND THEN WAGGLED,

IT WOULD AFFECT THE MEDIAN
NERVE AND THE T1 NERVE ROOTS.

WHICH CONTROL THE
FLEXOR CARPI RADIALIS.

ANTERIOR PALM, THUMB,
INDEX AND MIDDLE FINGERS.

- BUT IF IT WAS...
- WIGGLED...

THE VICTIM WOULD LOSE THE ABILITY
TO MOVE THE RING AND PINKIE FINGERS.

WE THINK HE WIGGLED
INSTEAD OF WAGGLED.

BECAUSE HE COULD STILL
MOVE HIS MIDDLE FINGER.

IT'S A TERRIBLE WAY TO DIE.

OUR CONCLUSION IS THAT HE WAS
TRYING TO SWIM TO THE SURFACE...

USING ONLY HIS MIDDLE FINGER.

THE LAST TIME I SAW BILLY RAY McKENNA,
HE WAS "SO LONG, SUCKERING" ME...

FROM HIS F-150 AND HEADIN'
OFF ON A WELL-EARNED VACATION.

WELL-EARNED BY TORTURING A
JOURNALIST WHO WAS TALKIN' TOO MUCH.

WELL, I RESENT YOUR INFERENCE.

GET 'EM MY, UH... WHAT-YOU-CALL-IT...
TAX PAPERS, EMPLOYMENT RECORDS.

- DID I GET THAT RIGHT?
- NOT QUITE.

YOU RESENT HIS IMPLICATION. HE
IS IMPLYING THAT YOU'RE A CRIMINAL.

YOU'RE TAKING THE INFERENCE
FROM HIS IMPLICATION.

UH, ACCORDING TO THIS, MR. LIGHTNER
IS YOUR FLIGHT INSTRUCTOR.

THAT IS CORRECT. I HAVE, UH,
WIDE-RANGIN' ENTERPRISES.

CLARK HERE IS HELPFUL IN
GETTIN' ME WHERE I GOTTA GET.

AND WILLIAM RAYMOND McKENNA
IS DOWN AS A MEDIA LIAISON.

YEP, BY BREAKIN'
JOURNALISTS' FINGERS.

YOU KNOW, YOU NEVER ASKED ME ABOUT,
UH, BILLY RAY McKENNA THERE, BIG DOG.

[Chuckles] WELL, I ASSUME, BIG
DOG, THAT BILLY RAY IS DECEASED.

WHY? HE WAS A VALUED EMPLOYEE.

DISAPPEARS FOR THREE YEARS,
I GOTTA ASSUME THE WORST.

HIS BODY WAS FOUND
ENCASED IN CONCRETE.

[Sighs] TELL YOU WHAT. WE'RE GONNA
CLAIM HIS REMAINS. WE'LL BURY HIM PROPER.

- WHERE'D YOU SEND HIM
ON VACATION?
- CANADA.

- CANADA.
- WAS IT THE MOUNTIES THAT FOUND
BILLY RAY ENCASED IN CEMENT?

- CONCRETE.
- HMM?

NOT CEMENT. IT'S A COMMON ERROR.

- BALTIMORE POLICE.
- IS BALTIMORE
ON THE WAY TO CANADA?

WELL, THE MOST EFFICIENT
ROUTE IS UP THROUGH DETROIT,

BUT BILLY RAY... HOW
HE LOVED VERMONT SO.

DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO
MIGHT WANT TO KILL MR. McKENNA?

[Chuckles]

OH, WELL, YEAH. HE, UH... WELL,
HOW WOULD YOU PUT IT? AGGRESSIVE...

BOTH SOCIALLY AND SEXUALLY.

HOW ABOUT HUGH KENNEDY?

- HUGH KENNEDY.
- YEAH... HANDY
WITH THE ICE PICK.

ACCORDING TO THIS,
YOU HIRED HIM AS...

A "LIQUOR LICENSE CONSULTANT"
ON A PER-CASE BASIS.

YES, YES, YES, YES. I REMEMBER.
TACITURN TYPE, VERY DOUR.

RIGHT. IN JAIL FOR MURDER
ONCE, MANSLAUGHTER TWICE...

AND SUSPECT IN FOUR UNSOLVED
MURDERS ALL INVOLVING ICE PICKS.

YOU KNOW, GOOD OLD HUGH DID
NOT PUT NONE OF THAT ON HIS RÉSUMÉ.

IF I RECALL, MR. KENNEDY WAS KILLED IN A CAR
ACCIDENT FLEEING A BAIL ENFORCEMENT OFFICER.

GUESS HE GOT BURNED UP.

WELL... [Sighs] YOU GUYS LOOK US UP IF
YOU'RE EVER IN WESTERN WEST VIRGINIA.

WE'RE AT SNACKIE'S ROADHOUSE
AND GRILL. WHERE THE 119 HITS THE 64.

I'LL MAKE A NOTE OF THAT.

119 HITS THE...

64. 64.

[Knocking]

[Lock Rattling]

HEY, T, LOOK.
SNICKERDOODLES. WHAT ARE Y...

OH, COME ON. YOU
USED TO LOVE 'EM...

WHEN YOU WERE A LITTLE GIRL.

I GOT A MESSAGE FOR
YOU FROM YOUR BROTHER.

WHAT MESSAGE?

UH, HE SAYS, UM... HE SAYS HI.

HAVE YOU TURNED RUSS
INTO A CRIMINAL TOO?

HEY, I HAVEN'T COMMITTED A CRIME
IN OVER 15 YEARS. I'M STRAIGHT.

EXCEPT FOR KILLING, GUTTING AND
BURNING THE DEPUTY DIRECTOR OF THE F.B.I.

HE WAS TRYIN' TO KILL RUSS, AND
THEN HE WAS GOING AFTER YOU.

IT IS NOT A CRIME TO
PROTECT YOUR FAMILY.

WELL, SOME FATHERS
DO IT WITHOUT KILLING.

DID, UH, YOU AND BOOTH TAKE A
LOOK AT MY, UH, RAP SHEET? YES.

AND? HE'LL ARREST YOU
IF HE HAS THE CHANCE.

WHAT ELSE?

[Paper Bag Crinkles]

SO, THESE SNICKERDOODLES... COME ON. YOU DON'T
REMEMBER? YOU LOVED THEM AS A LITTLE GIRL.

I DON'T REMEMBER.

I'D COME HOME, AND THEN YOU'D BE JUMPIN'
AROUND. YOU WERE FIVE OR SIX YEARS OLD.

YOU'D SAY, "WHY DON'T YOU PUT ON THE
'TRYING SONG'? PUT ON THE 'TRYING SONG.'"

THE "TRYING SONG"? IT
WAS MY FAVORITE SONG.

I USED TO SING IT. IT WAS,
UH, BY POCO? THE BAND?

♪ I'VE BEEN THINKIN' ABOUT
ALL THE THINGS YOU TOLD ME ♪

♪ I KNOW YOU'RE FULL OF
DOUBT CANNOT LET IT BE ♪

♪ BUT I KNOW, IF YOU KEEP
ON COMIN' BACK FOR MORE ♪

♪ THEN I'LL KEEP TRYIN' ♪

♪ I'LL KEEP ON TRYIN' ♪♪

IT'S A GOOD SONG.

[Max] HUGH KENNEDY...
BAD GUY. BUT HE'S DEAD...

ABOUT FIVE YEARS AGO IN A
CAR CRASH IN WEST VIRGINIA.

RECENT EVIDENCE SUGGESTS
OTHERWISE. HOW DO YOU KNOW HIM?

WELL, HIM AND HIS ICE PICK WERE, UH,
PRETTY FAMOUS IN SOME CIRCLES. I GOTTA GO.

NOW? YEAH, YOU
SPEED-DIALED BOOTH.

NOW HE'S BEEN LISTENING TO EVERYTHING,
AND THE... THE SWAT TEAM'S ON ITS WAY.

I MEAN, I'M JUST GUESSING.

BUT THERE IS SOMETHIN' I
DO WANT TO SAY TO YOU.

MOM. IT'S NOT ABOUT MOM.

IT'S ABOUT YOU. AND IT'S ABOUT
STUFF THAT SHE WANTED YOU TO KNOW.

SHE NEVER GOT THE
CHANCE TO TELL YOU.

[Pats Hand]

HEY, BOOTH, THERE'S A COUPLE OF THINGS THAT
YOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT THIS GUY KENNEDY.

HE'S GOT AN ADDICTION
TO MODEL AIRPLANES.

TRY SOME OF THESE
AGAIN. YOU'LL LOVE 'EM.

[Drops Bag]

WAIT. DAD, WHAT'S...

- WHAT'S THE SECOND THING?
- MMM. HE'S WILY.

YOU BE CAREFUL, OKAY?

DID YOU GET THAT?

[Small Engines
Buzzing In Distance]

- [Whirring]
- [Engine Puttering]

WELL, I GOTTA TELL
YOU, YOU'RE RIGHT, ZACK.

EVERY MODEL AIRPLANE
FREAK FROM BALTIMORE IS HERE.

- WE PREFER THE TERM "PILOTS."
- YEAH. OKAY, SO YOU'RE
INTO THIS STUFF TOO, HUH?

FORENSIC ANTHROPOLOGY IS ONLY ONE OF MY
DOCTORATES. THE OTHER IS IN APPLIED ENGINEERING.

I'M EXTREMELY ADEPT AT PRACTICAL
AERONAUTICS. DO YOU SEE ICE PICK?

A LOT OF THESE
GUYS ARE KINDA OLD.

YOU KNOW, THEY'RE WEARIN' THOSE, UH... THOSE
SUNGLASSES THAT WRAP AROUND THEIR HEADS?

WELL, HOW MANY OF
THEM ONLY HAVE ONE LEG?

WELL, HALF OF THEM ARE SITTIN' DOWN.
OKAY, HOW AM I GONNA GET THEM TO STAND UP?

CRASHES BRING EVERYONE TO THEIR
FEET. SHOOT DOWN ONE OF THE PLANES.

THAT'S GREAT, HUH? NEXT THING YOU KNOW,
I'M BEING EVALUATED BY MY SHRINK AGAIN.

- THAT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN.
- DRIVE ONTO THE FIELD.

- WHAT?
- PUT YOUR CAR
WHERE THEY LIKE TO LAND.

EVERYONE WILL STAND
UP AND YELL AT YOU.

[Sighs] THIS BETTER
WORK. [Shifts Gears]

NOW JUST STAY WITH ME HERE.

- OOPS. [Chuckles] -
LOOK AT THAT GUY!

LOOK AT THAT, HUH? IT
SEEMS TO BE WORKIN'. HA-HA.

- OOH, THEY'RE MAD.
- [Shouting,
Protesting Continues]

- DO YOU SEE HIM?
- THEY'RE ALL WEARIN'
LONG PANTS.

I MEAN, HOW COULD I TELL IF ANY
OF 'EM ARE WEARING A PROSTHETIC?

THE PROSTHETIC WILL CAUSE A SLIGHTLY
UNNATURAL ALIGNMENT OF THE SPINE...

WHICH WILL RESULT IN A
COMPENSATING ADJUSTMENT OF...

BOOTH, THE INSTINCT WILL BE FOR
THESE MEN TO STEP TOWARD YOU.

ONE MAN WILL BE
STANDING PERFECTLY STILL.

[All Chattering, Muttering]

[Man] AW, FORGET HIM. [Man
#2] GET OFF YOUR PHONE!

OKAY.

YEP, I GOT HIM.

SORRY. APOLOGIZE.
JUST PASSING THROUGH.

AFTERNOON. ANYBODY
ASKIN' AFTER ME?

NOPE.

[Elevator Door Clatters, Closes]

[Elevator Motor Starts]

WHAT THE HELL? I'M GONNA
NEED HIS ROOM NUMBER.

MAYBE I CAN HELP YOU.

[Clattering] WHAT'D YOU...
WHAT'D YOU HIT ME WITH?

HUH? ONLY REASON I ASK, 'CAUSE
MY TOOTH... IT DOESN'T HURT ANYMORE.

YOU KNOW, YOU'RE THE FIRST GUY
THAT'S GOT THE DROP ON ME IN 10 YEARS.

YEAH, I USED TO GET THAT A LOT.

CAN I ASK YOU A QUESTION?

AS LONG AS YOU
ANSWER ONE FOR ME THEN.

YEAH, SO WHAT... WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU
THREE YEARS AGO, HUH? WHAT'S YOUR STORY?

[Drawer Closes]

BILLY RAY GOT IN
THE BACK OF MY CAB.

DON'T KNOW WHICH ONE OF US
WAS BIGGER SURPRISED, BUT...

MUST HAVE BEEN BILLY RAY, 'CAUSE
HE'S THE ONE THAT ENDED UP DEAD.

OKAY, WHAT'S YOUR QUESTION?

[Cartoon Plays On TV] HOW YOU PEOPLE
FIND HIM UNDER ALL THAT CEMENT?

A DOG.

- A DOG, HUH?
- YEAH. SO WHY AM I NOT DEAD?

I NEVER KILLED NOBODY
FOR FUN. IT WAS MY JOB.

AND I'M RETIRED.

NOW LISTEN. I KNOW YOU FELLAS
GET IN TROUBLE IF YOU LOSE YOUR GUN.

I'M TAKIN' THE BULLETS,
THOUGH, IF YOU DON'T MIND. WHOA!

- OH. WELL, WHAT ABOUT ME?
- SETTLE DOWN.

WHA... SETTLE DOWN. RELAX.

[Muffled Chattering]

SOMEONE'LL FIND
YOU. [Muffled Protesting]

YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY NOW.
[Muffled Protesting Continues]

[Door Closes]
[Muffled Chattering]

[Body Hits Floor, Muffled Yelp]

I JUST WANT TO TALK
ABOUT YOUR MOTHER.

BOOTH IS MISSING.

IT'S BEEN OVER 18 HOURS.

HE TRIED TO TAKE DOWN
HUGH KENNEDY BY HIMSELF?

HE'S ONLY GOT ONE
LEG, AND HE'S OLD.

YEAH. YOU KNOW HOW HE GOT OLD?

BY BEIN' FAST AND PARANOID.
HE CUT OFF HIS OWN LEG.

BOOTH IS TOUGH. WHAT
DOES THE F.B.I. SAY?

NOTHING.

YEAH. "NEED TO
KNOW," RIGHT? MM-HMM.

I WANT TO DO
SOMETHING, BUT I DON'T...

I DON'T KNOW WHAT.

ARE YOU ASKING?

YOU'D HELP FIND THE MAN
WHO'S GOING TO PUT YOU IN JAIL?

WELL, BOOTH WILL...
WILL DO THE BEST HE CAN.

I'LL DO THE BEST I CAN, AND WE'LL SEE
HOW IT WORKS OUT WHEN WE GET THERE.

WH-WHERE DID HE FIND KENNEDY?

BALTIMORE.

[Muffled] OW. GOD!

I'M AFRAID THAT'S
NOT HUGH KENNEDY.

WHAT'S THAT CALLED WHEN THEY
WRAP A SAUSAGE IN A PANCAKE?

- [Muffled] PIG IN A BLANKET.
- PIGS IN A BLANKET.

- [Spits]
- NOW HOW'D YOU GET HERE?

[Spits] HOW'D YOU GET HERE?

UM, BILLY RAY WAS KILLED BY AN ICE
PICK IN BALTIMORE. WE ASKED AROUND.

WAS IT HUGH KENNEDY THAT
BUNDLED YOU UP IN A CARPET?

I CAN'T DISCUSS ONGOIN' INVESTIGATIONS
WITH CIVILIANS. SO JUST CUT ME OUT OF HERE.

HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' WITH
MY GUN? PUT THAT DOWN! [Grunts]

- OKAY. TIME TO STEP OUT
OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE, PEOPLE.
- WHAT COMFORT ZONE?

WE'VE STOPPED WORKING.
I'D LIKE TO START AGAIN.

WE PROCESS EVIDENCE. THERE'S NO
MORE EVIDENCE FOR US TO PROCESS.

HE'S RIGHT. WE PROCESS.
BOOTH INTERPRETS.

- I'D LIKE TO GIVE IT A TRY.
- NO, WE SUCK AT INTERPRETATION.

- WE ABSOLUTELY BLOW.
- UM, WHAT DO YOU WANT US TO DO?

WORK WHAT WE KNOW. McKENNA WAS PROBABLY
KILLED BY KENNEDY. BOOTH RAN AFOUL OF KENNEDY.

I'M WITH YOU. I'M WITH
YOU, NOT AHEAD OF YOU.

OKAY, IS THERE ANY FORENSIC EVIDENCE ON OUR
VICTIM THAT MIGHT LEAD TO KENNEDY AND BOOTH?

I MEAN, I... I FINISHED THE
INVENTORY ON McKENNA'S TRACKSUIT.

THERE WERE FLAKES OF TOBACCO, FIBERS
FROM THE UPHOLSTERY OF A CROWN VICTORIA,

POPCORN, CHOCOLATE, A HOST OF
OTHER WOOL AND COTTON THREADS.

- OKAY. WHAT DOES THAT TELL US?
- THAT THE MAN WAS A PIG?

LOOK, THERE WERE ALSO, UH, CELLULOSE
FIBERS CONSISTENT WITH NEWSPRINT,

GUM FROM A NUMBER
OF DIFFERENT MOUTHS.

UH, HE HAD DRIED CHUNKS OF HUMAN
MUCOUS, A HALF-DOZEN FILAMENTS OF NYLON...

CONSISTENT WITH
WOMEN'S HOSIERY... [Zack] OH!

UH, KENNEDY WAS A TRANSVESTITE.

KEEP GOING.

THE REST WAS JUST WAXY BUILDUP
FROM SOAP OR UPHOLSTERY CLEANER.

[Sighs] LET'S ASSUME, ALL
THIS ADDS UP TO A PLACE...

CRIME SCENE.

CLOSE YOUR EYES AND IMAGINE
THE SMELL OF ALL THOSE THINGS.

[Saroyan, Clears
Throat] TOBACCO,

SNOT, GUM,

POPCORN, A LOT OF
CLOTHING, CHOCOLATE...

- PORNO MOVIE THEATER.
- YOU CAN'T SMOKE AT THE MOVIES. I DON'T KNOW ABOUT PORNO.

UPHOLSTERY CLEANER,
CROWN VICTORIA...

I GOT IT... A TAXICAB. McKENNA
WAS KILLED IN A TAXICAB.

YES.

- WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
- TO TELL THE F.B.I...

THEY'RE LOOKING FOR A
ONE-LEGGED CABBIE IN BALTIMORE.

[Man On P.A.] TIGER
MOTH, YOU'RE UP.

P-51 MUSTANG ON DECK.

YOU KNOW, YOU GUYS, IT'S NOT LIKE WE
ALL KNOW EACH OTHER OFF THE FIELD, SO...

BUT YOU KNOW A MAN
WITH A PROSTHETIC LEG.

- UH, YEAH. I'VE SEEN HIM AROUND.
- WE NEED HIS NAME.

HONEY, HE'D BE USING A FAKE NAME.
WE NEED TO KNOW WHERE HE LIVES.

WELL, MAYBE HE'S LISTED UNDER HIS
FAKE NAME. HE'S TOO CAREFUL FOR THAT.

♪♪ [Cell Phone Melody]

- [Cell Phone Beeps]
- HE DRIVES A CAB.

- HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
- MY ASSOCIATES
ARE VERY GOOD, DAD.

CAN I ASK A QUESTION? DO YOU GUYS
HAVE ANY, LIKE, OFFICIAL I.D. OR ANYTHING?

- I CAN HAVE THE F.B.I. HERE IN 20 MINUTES.
- SCREW THE F.B.I.

NO, NO. HOLD ON.
EASY. TAKE IT EASY, PAL.

WHERE DOES HE
LIVE? I DON'T KNOW!

- DAD!
- ALL RIGHT! ALL RIGHT! H-HALTON INN ON DECATUR.

- NO! NO! NO!
- DAD, HE TOLD US.

- ARE YOU LYIN' TO ME? IF YOU ARE, I'LL KNOW.
- HALTON INN ON DECATUR!

JUST PAST THE TRACKS! EASY.
WHA... WH... WHAT'S THAT ALL ABOUT?

- THANK YOU.
- YOU'RE WELCOME. YOUR DAD'S
A PSYCHO, BY THE WAY.

YOU HAVE NO IDEA. BYE.

DO YOU HAVE A ONE-LEGGED
OLD MAN STAYING HERE?

GIVE ME 40 BUCKS.

ROOM NUMBER, PLEASE. [Choking]

DAD! DAD, I... I HAVE THE MONEY.

[Brennan] DAD! LOOK OUT!

- WHO IS SHE?
- I DON'T THINK
SHE'S GONNA TELL US.

COME ON. HELP ME. PULL! PULL!

SHE REMINDS ME OF YOUR MOTHER.

HEY. HEY, LISTEN TO
ME. I LIKE YOU. [Groaning]

BUT IF YOU MAKE ANOTHER MOVE
ON ME, I WILL HURT YOU, UNDERSTAND?

IF HER NAME'S VELESKA, SHE'S THE SAME
BOUNTY HUNTER WHO BROUGHT IN KENNEDY'S LEG.

HOW'D YOU FIND HIM?

IT'S NOT THAT HARD TO FIND A ONE-LEGGED,
OLD WHITE HIT MAN IN BALTIMORE.

- WHY IS SHE AFTER HIM?
- SHE HAS TO MAKE SURE
THAT KENNEDY STAYS GONE.

I HELPED A WANTED FUGITIVE
EVADE ARREST. I'M NOT GOING TO JAIL.

- WHAT DO YOU GOT?
- IT'S A LEFT ANTERIOR MOLAR.

IT'S BOOTH'S TOOTH.
NOW, WHERE'S BOOTH?

- TEMPERANCE, HONEY.
- KENNEDY HAS BOOTH, DAD. HE'S GOT BOOTH!

OKAY.

PERHAPS HE DIDN'T SEE KENNEDY.

YEAH? NOW HOW'D YOU
COME TO THAT THOUGHT?

WELL, KENNEDY WOULD'VE LEFT HIM WITH
AN ICE PICK PROTRUDING FROM HIS HEAD.

JUST ONE SIMPLE
QUESTION, BIG DOG.

DID YOU SEE KENNEDY?

WE COULD GET OUR OWN ICE PICK,
MAKE IT LOOK LIKE KENNEDY KILLED HIM.

YOU KNOW WE CAN'T
LET YOU LIVE, RIGHT?

YOU'VE BEEN STRUCK
AND RESTRAINED.

TECHNICALLY, KIDNAPPING A FEDERAL AGENT
IS AS BAD AS MURDERING HIM THESE DAYS.

HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO KILL HIM?

FIRST I GOTTA KNOW FOR SURE...
IF KENNEDY'S DEAD OR ALIVE.

GOOD LUCK WITH
THAT ONE, BIG DOG.

- BIG DOG.
- OH, I SUPPOSE WE COULD DO THAT
THING THAT McKENNA USED TO DO.

- BUT I'D NEED A BLOWTORCH
AND A SHARPENED SCREWDRIVER.
- JUST TELL US.

[Quietly] WOOF.

AH. OH, CUTE.

MUST BE HIS KID. HUH.

HEAD LIKE A ANVIL. I
HURT MY HAND. ALL RIGHT.

GONNA LET YOU TAKE A LOOK AT YOUR SWEET
BOY. CONSIGN HIS FACE INTO YOUR MEMORY,

AND THEN I'M GONNA ASK YOU WHICH
ONE OF YOUR EYES YOU LIKE BEST.

[Yells, Grunts]

[Blows Continue Landing]

[Zack] DEFINITELY
BOOTH'S TOOTH. I KNEW IT.

[Saroyan] BRENNAN.

- YOU'RE NOT ALONE IN THIS.
- I KNOW I'M NOT ALONE.

- WE ALL WANT
TO FIND BOOTH.
- I KNOW.

THIS IS ONE OF THOSE TIMES WHEN
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S HAPPENING.

- [Angela] BRENNAN, WAIT.
- I HAVE TO GO, ANGE.

WHAT'S GOIN' ON? I'VE
GOT TO FIND BOOTH.

I'M COMING WITH YOU. NO.

I CAN'T FIGHT OR SHOOT A GUN,
BUT IF SOMETHING BAD HAPPENS,

I CAN SPIT WITH DEADLY ACCURACY.

THANKS, BUT NO. WHAT
CAN'T YOU TELL ME?

BY DEFINITION, I CAN'T TELL
YOU. ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.

HODGINS IS OUTSIDE IN HIS
FASTEST CAR. IT'S ITALIAN.

ONE CALL, AND HE FOLLOWS
YOU EVERYWHERE. ANGELA...

ALL RIGHT, YOU'RE AFTER A CRAZY, OLD,
ICE-PICK HIT MAN WHO HAS BOOTH. YOU NEED HELP.

LOOK AT MY FACE. DO YOU
REALLY SEE ME BACKING DOWN?

I... I ALREADY HAVE HELP, ANGE.

FROM WHOM? FROM SOMEONE
WORSE THAN KENNEDY.

ARE YOU SERIOUS? DON'T SAY IT.

YOUR FATHER IS HELPING
YOU? I HAVE TO GO.

MY...

[Whimpering, Yelping, Muffled]

[Brennan] DAD!
[Yelping Continues]

- WAS IT BOOTH'S TOOTH?
- YES. STOP THAT.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WE HAVE TO KNOW
FOR SURE IF KENNEDY IS ALIVE OR DEAD.

I MEAN, WHAT IF SHE AND
HER FRIENDS TOOK BOOTH?

- [Yelping Resumes]
- I-IF THIS BOTHERS YOU,
MAYBE YOU SHOULD GO.

NO. ALPHA MALE, MAN
OF ACTION... I... I GET IT.

[Yelps, Gasping]

NOW. TELL US.

OKAY. OKAY.

[Breathing Heavily]
KENNEDY'S ALIVE.

I WAS CHASING HIM FOR THE BAIL.

HE WAS SMARTER THAN ME,
AND HE GAVE ME A CHOICE...

HELP HIM FAKE HIS
DEATH OR DIE MYSELF.

WHERE'D YOU GET THE BODY?

WE STOLE SOME DEAD OLD GEEZER
FROM A MORTUARY IN CHARLESTON.

WHERE'S MY PARTNER?

WHEN I GOT HERE, NO
ONE WAS HERE. I SWEAR.

WHAT DO WE DO WITH HER?

OH, GOD. NO!

THE ROOM IS PAID FOR
THROUGH THE END OF THE WEEK.

KENNEDY DOES NOT HAVE
BOOTH. HOW DO YOU KNOW?

HE'S ONLY GOT ONE LEG. SO?

WELL, SO HE'S RETIRED. HE'S LIKE ME.
HE JUST... HE JUST WANTS TO DISAPPEAR.

[Sighs] THEN WHO'S GOT BOOTH?

WELL, THERE'S ONLY ONE OTHER
SIGNIFICANT PLAYER IN ALL THIS.

GALLAGHER.

WHAT AM I GONNA DO WITH
YOU WHEN I GET TO THE LAB?

MMM, I'LL JUST TAKE A
NAP HERE IN THE CAR.

BEEN AN AWFULLY EXCITING
DAY FOR AN OLD GUY LIKE ME.

BOOTH IS BEING HELD BY MELVIN
GALLAGHER. THAT'S A LEAP. HOW DO YOU KNOW?

CAN WE JUST GO WITH THIS
PLEASE? OF COURSE NOT.

OBVIOUSLY BRENNAN FOUND OUT FROM
HER FATHER WHO IS A WANTED FUGITIVE. ANGE!

NOW THAT I CAN GO WITH. WE NEED TO FIGURE
OUT WHERE GALLAGHER IS HOLDING BOOTH.

HAS ANYBODY NOTICED THAT, EVERY
TIME THERE IS A PANIC SITUATION,

ALL EYES TURN TO HODGINS?

IT'S OKAY. WHAT'S
HE SUPPOSED TO DO?

SHOES. SHOES?

GALLAGHER SAID, THE
LAST TIME HE SAW McKENNA,

HE WAS LEAVING FOR VACATION
AFTER A TOUGH NIGHT OF WORK.

YOU THINK GALLAGHER MIGHT HAVE A PLACE
HE TAKES PEOPLE FOR THAT SORT OF THING.

LET ME GO OVER CEMENT HEAD'S
SHOES, SEE WHAT THEY TELL US.

[Beeping]

METHYL ETHYL
KETONE. IT'S A SOLVENT.

SEE IF IT HAS ANY SPECIALIZED
USES. ALSO CHROMIC ACID.

[Computer Beeping]

M.E.K. AND CHROMIC ACID ARE
BOTH USED TO PREPARE METALS.

PREPARE METALS FOR WHAT? COATING...
UH, PAINTING MOSTLY. ELECTROPLATING.

I'M SEEING MICROTHIN DEPOSITS
OF ALUMINUM HERE. SHAVINGS?

NO, IT'S MORE ANODIZED.
VAPOR DEPOSITION.

GALLAGHER FLIES EVERYWHERE? AN
ALUMINUM PROPELLER REQUIRES A COATING...

THAT COULD WITHSTAND BETWEEN 10
AND 20 TONS OF CENTRIFUGAL FORCE...

PREFERABLY ANODIZED.

THESE ARE GALLAGHER'S TAX RETURNS.
WE'RE LOOKING FOR THE PURCHASE...

OF ANY MACHINE THAT CAN
BE USED FOR ANODIZATION.

WHAT, LIKE A COPIER, OR...
OH, THAT'S SO CUTE, BUT NO.

LOOK FOR THE WORDS
"LAMINATION," "ELECTROPLATING"...

"ALLOY MEMBRANES,"
"CATALYTIC BED REACTOR"...

- "SERIAL THERMAL PROCESSOR."
- "VACUUM PYROLYSIS."

"D-330 VACUUM
PLATING PROCESSOR"?

- YEAH. THAT'S IT.
- THAT'S IT.

YES. THIS IS DR. BRENNAN
AT THE JEFFERSONIAN.

I JUST RECEIVED A CALL FROM AGENT
BOOTH THAT HE'S BEING HELD AT...

THE PURDUE AIRFIELD
IN OAKVILLE, VIRGINIA.

SEND BACKUP. I'M GOING IN.

YOU JUST LIED YOUR ASS OFF TO THE
FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION.

THAT IS SO HOT.

♪♪ [Soft Rock]
[No Audible Dialogue]

[No Audible Sound Effects]

♪♪ [Continues]

♪♪ [Continues]

♪♪ [Continues]

IF YOU LIE REALLY STILL, YOU
MAY NOT DIE. ♪♪ [Continues]

- I NEED YOUR CAR.
- MAX KEENAN,
YOU'RE UNDER ARREST.

NOT IF I GET THE KEYS.
THEY'RE IN THE IGNITION.

- [Exclaims]
- WELL, IT'S NOT LIKE
I ACTUALLY GAVE HIM THE KEYS.

♪♪ [Continues]

♪♪ [Ends]

WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST... JUST
TELL 'EM ABOUT KENNEDY?

WELL, YOU KNOW, I NEEDED
TO GIVE YOU TIME TO FIND ME.

AH, I'VE BEEN TORTURED WORSE.

SO, UH, YOU HEAR ANYTHING
FROM YOUR OLD MAN?

HE LEFT MY CAR IN THE GARAGE.

HE'LL BE BACK.

HOW DO YOU KNOW? MAX
KEENAN DOES NOT STRIKE ME...

AS THE KIND OF GUY WHO,
UH, LEAVES THINGS UNDONE.

NEXT TIME HE SHOWS
UP, WHAT DO I... DO?

DO I CALL YOU? DO I KNOCK HIM ON
THE HEAD? WHAT'S MY OBLIGATION?

IF I WERE YOU, BONES, I'D WANNA KNOW WHAT HE
HAS TO TELL YOU ABOUT YOUR MOTHER, BUT, UH,

THAT'S JUST ME.

THERE'S, UH, THIS OLD SONG.

IT'S CALLED "KEEP ON
TRYING." YEAH. POCO.

YOU KNOW IT?

♪ I'VE BEEN DRINKIN' NOW ♪

♪ JUST A LITTLE TOO
MUCH ♪ ♪ MUCH ♪

♪ AND I DON'T KNOW HOW ♪
♪ DON'T KNOW HOW ♪

♪ I CAN GET IN TOUCH WITH YOU ♪

♪ YOU ♪
[Both Chuckle]

[Together] ♪ AND THERE'S ONLY
ONE THING FOR ME TO DO ♪

♪ IT'S TO KEEP ON
TRYIN' ♪ ♪ TRYIN' ♪

[Together] ♪ TO GET HOME
TO YOU ♪♪ [Chuckles]

YEAH, WHAT ABOUT IT?

IT'S A GOOD OLD SONG, RIGHT?

RIGHT.

♪♪ [Soft Rock Resumes]

♪♪ [Ends]

WHAT'S THAT MEAN?